We go our separate ways through the portals of love
truth was in creating, not the aftermath
can´t say i was nothing before you came into my life
but i will keep the memories for when my soul gets weary

bittersweet stores, they alway have no end
in the quietude of daybreak, we watch the sunligh bend
can´t say i was nothing before you came into my life
now i´m late for the urban train to get back on the road again

running thristy in the rain
i´m breaking through those clouds again